#aint a drabble no more

[hencheri]

types of pussy eaters in nct (bcs that's important to know)

begs to eat it, literally cries : taeyong, doyoung, winwin, jungwoo, xiaojun

likes it, will initiate it often : yuta, ten, haechan, jaemin, yangyang, jisung

ask and you shall receive : johnny, jaehyun, mark, hendery, jeno

wants a blowie : johnny, kun, mark, renjun, chenle, jisung

ass eaters : yuta, winwin, jungwoo, hendery

[hallowed-nebulae]

Writing accountability! i managed to write today!

I wrote an entire 1355 words, which is more than I thought I'd be able to do. (One chapter of breaking glass, one chapter of hoping for rain, and a chapter of the frontier fic that i'll save to post till tomorrow)

[luvuomi]

✎ . . . ❝ [ amethos but, epic au! ]❞ .ೃ࿐

dedicated tracks: “the horse and the infant” & “just a man”

though strategic in his battle tactics and a master in the art of war, sethos is not one who particularly enjoys the bloodshed and adrenaline that comes along with it. unfortunately in this day in age, not many would agree. for them, to harbor such skilled yet deathly attributes, should thus be carried with pride. only then, can a man ever wish to become that which is greater than himself. this is how many view the reigning king of tulaytullah.

an adversary that is neither man nor mythical, but one’s darkest moment.

but would his fellow comrades still think the same of him now if they saw him hesitating on striking down his greatest foe? granted.. said foe was nothing more than a mere infant.

a fragile, defenseless being he now cradled in his arms, a familiar gesture that brought forth memories of his own child as he looked into their eyes. how could such innocence be deemed a threat by the gods? to be the bearer of such great calamity?

he couldn’t do it. how can when all he sees as he carries this child are fleeting images of his own son and wife.

where as he stands out on the balcony overseeing a once prosperous nation now set ablaze and ringing with battle cries from his invasion, he imagines for a moment that he’s back home in tulaytullah. even after all the years, away from everything he’s known, he can still see the image of the streets below bustling with vendors as they open up shops and prepare for the day ahead. instead of the smoky air, he imagines the mellow summer breeze that travels through the air of his kingdom, greeting him a pleasant morning.

in this daydream, sethos continues to hold the infant in his arms, having decidedly taken him in to raise as his own. at his right, his own son tugs at him, eagerly wanting to meet his new little brother and on his left, is his wife — amélie . her head resting upon his shoulder while tender eyes gaze upon the infant that she of course welcomed with open arms. it’s a distant future but one that is so picturesque, he almost believes it to be true.

but as the infant’s cries suddenly echo out, everything vanishes as quickly as it came, reduced to nothing more than the ashes that fill the darkened skies.

the world he desires is not awaiting him should he go against the will of the gods.

to have sympathy now would come at too much of a cost. one he can’t afford to lose as a man who’s just trying.. begging to go home.

[agnessmadness]

[kurokawaia]

Wearing the Uchiha symbol for the first time

Sasuke Uchiha 彡 Fem!Reader

MDNI 18+ | NSFW | WARNINGS :: the last! Sasuke (so like 19-20 y/o), fem!reader, afab, established relationship, rough sex, cervix kissing, manhandling, overstimulation, creampie, no protection, mating press, begging, possession, dracyphilia? praise, mention of UTI, very lovey dovey at the start before the real uchiha comes out 😈, reader is described to be shorter than sasuke + more . (total word count 2.1k+)

SYNOPSIS :: Sasuke sees you in his clan symbol for the first time and wastes no time in acting on that possessive impulse that rises over him | inspired by this drabble

Your body is aching all over, hair is exceedingly dishevelled, pesky red splotches left over your neck and chest. In addition, Sasuke has just slumped himself on top of you causing a huff to leave your swollen lips. "Sasuke," you managed to breath out, the words coming out strained. "Get yourself off, you're heavy!"

"You weren't complaining an hour ago," he mumbles against your skin, trailing up kisses from your breasts to the dip of you neck. A pleased sigh of content exits from your mouth, your arms curling around Sasuke's upper back before you let your fingers entangle with his black hair, nails lightly rubbing his scalp.

A pout forms on your lips. "Well that's different," you reply before you subtly roll your eyes. "When a six foot man drops his weight, of course I will loose my breath. I never said I didn't like it when you lay on my slowly." Emphasis on the word 'slowly' because truly you didn't mind, you love the times were Sasuke can laze on you, arm wrapped around your figure, his head smooshed against your breasts. Sasuke loves it, you love it.

In return Sasuke just lets a hum vibrate against your neck before lifting his head from below your ear. Your breath is stolen from you while you gaze into his duel coloured eyes and how his hair falls softly against his pale skin. And there you go falling in love all over again. Closing both your eyes simultaneously, Sasuke's lips brush against your own, planting a kiss.

This is before you suddenly break away from the kiss, and situate your hand on his cheek, pushing him away from you almost comically. "Stop teasing," you jokingly say, bringing your free hand to cover your blush coated face.

"What was that for?" Sasuke says confused, wondering if you were mad but the expression on your face says otherwise. He couldn't help a soft smile rise on his lips seeing your lips curve into a smile, the tone you spoke in also indicated you weren't made but he couldn't be too cautious.

You sit up as Sasuke does as well so your head doesn't smack into his, resulting in him straddling your hips while you lean on your palms. "I need to go pee," you tell him, placing a kiss on his cheek. "Unless you want no sex for a week or two when I get a UTI." When he doesn't reply you knew what his answer was, yes he is going to let you go piss. "I'll start the bath up as well, I'll be really quick I promise."

Sasuke reluctantly let you go, his eyes trailing your naked figure as you walked into the bathroom. (you piss rn and wash ur hands i aint writing what it feels like to piss 🤗) A shiver befalls you and goosebumps rise all over your skin, you quickly wrap your arms around yourself, trying to find something to cover yourself with.

The closest thing to you was Sasuke's dark blue nemaki which was discarded after the both of you undressed each other before. You slip on the soft cotton, threading your arms through and tying the sash loosely around your waist. Even without looking at yourself in the mirror, just by feeling and gazing down, you can easily tell that it's massive on you.

Leaning over, you twist the bath tap on to the hottest setting and plug the hole up. You stretch your arms above your head, trying to release dome of the built up tension from before. Walking back over to the bed, leaving the bathroom, you notice Sasuke wasn't there causing a small frown to come onto your face. You sit down on the edge of the bed wondering where Sasuke was.

That was until you almost had a heart attack seeing a figure move inside your shared wardrobe, it was just Sasuke. "Did you put the water on hot again?" Sasuke asks and your eyes widen.

"Oh, I did," you sighed, it's so cold outside, it's snowing! so turning it on hot fully made sense but it also made sense that the water would still take a while to cool down to actually bathe in it. "I'll go turn it down!" You stand up from the bed and you were about halfway to the bathroom.

Sasuke walks out the wardrobe and the pj's he was holding for you instantly just dropped as his eyes to what you are wearing. Frankly, he couldn't care less with what you were wearing more so to the symbol on the back of it. Time slows for him. The Uchiha crest sewn onto the back of the nemaki, his nemaki. You're wearing his Clan symbol on your back. Sasuke's eye couldn't help but flare up into that all familiar shade of red with spinning black tomoe as he gazes upon your figure.

Sasuke catches up in a few quick strides. Before you can turn the water down, his arm is around your waist, pulling you back against his chest. A startled gasp escapes your lips, your heart racing from the sudden move from sasuke.

"You're not going anywhere," Sasuke murmurs into your ear, the heat sending tingles down your spine.

"Sasuke, what--" you were effectively cut off was you were picked up and tossed onto the bed, his eyes never straying from yours as he moves over you, straddling your hips, his weight pinning your confused self down.

His lips press against your own and his hand moves to hold the back of your head above the pillow, making sure you wouldn't dare stray from him. You weren't complaining, not one bit, especially not as Sasuke's tongue slithers into your mouth causing you to moan into the rough kiss.

All you could do was indulge into the kiss, both of your breathy pants and moans getting swallowed by one another. You claw onto his shoulder, trying to find some stability while you arch into his toned abs, feeling them through the cotton.

Sasuke breaks the kiss, staring intently into your eyes and your breath was almost stolen from how possessive he was gazing at you. You wondered if you had did anything that would provoke such feelings but you honestly didn't know what you had did.

"You're mine, you know that," Sasuke mumbles, only a centimetre from your lips. His fingers thread under the topstitching of the nemaki, his fingers only slightly grazing your skin and it didn't do anything to help the pool of arousal gathering between your legs. "You know what that means?" 'That' referring to the nemaki and you finally realised.

You can only nod, words failing you under his intense stare, and you think if you were to speak you'd only fumble over your words. His lips crash down onto yours with a hunger that leaves you breathless, his hand gripping your hips possessively.

"You belong to me," he growls against your lips, his hand roaming, claiming every inch of you as his own. The nemaki slips from your shoulders, leaving you exposed beneath him. His lips follow the path of the fabric, marking you with kisses that burn like fire.

"Sasuke..." you whimper, your fingers tangling in his hair as he continues. The sensation of his lips, his hands, his weight pressing you into the bed—all of it overwhelms your senses, leaving you trembling beneath him.

Slowly, Sasuke undoes the sash and you thought it would help if you shimmied down the material off your arms but he stopped you, his hand pressing you down back to the bed. "You're keeping that on," he says against your skin. "You're okay with that, love?"

You nod frantically, simply just wanting his touch against your skin. "I need words. Say it," he presses, wanting to hear the word spill from your swollen lips.

"Yeah," you breathlessly say. "I'm okay with that, I just-- Please, I need you. You know I'm all yours."

"That's my girl," Sasuke smirks before everything fell into place. Your body now folded up into a tight mating press under Sasuke's body. And tears were falling from your pretty eyes down your skin from the pleasure and the over stimulation. Sasuke's cock was nuzzled perfectly up against your cervix, resting there and he kept all his cum up in your silky walls.

"Sasuke," you mewl out through sobs. "It's too much."

It's been two rounds already, in the same position, and your poor body getting folded into that position. Your back and knees were beginning to ache, but you loved how his dick trusted so perfectly up into your cunt, you see stars every time you gush around his cock.

Sasuke lowers down to your trembling body, tingles were getting sent all throughout your body from the kiss, he was being so rough yet deep. The breath was stolen from your lungs every time he moaned into your moan, and you had the same effect on him.

"You're doing so good for me," he hums against your skin, inhaling your naturally sweet scent. "You're going to take me, going to take everything I give you.

"Feels s' full though, Sasuke," you sob. "Don't think I can anymore."

He presses his lips to yours, his tongue entangling with your own and you both moan into each other's mouths. Sasuke drags his length out, a breathless sigh emitting from your mouth into his own, relief crossing your features, thinking that the two of you were done.

But then, all of a sudden your head was thrown back in overstimulation, and a moan strung from your mouth as his cock slides right back into your cum filled walls.

"Sweetheart, please," Sasuke begs into your ear, breath tickling your skin. "I need you right now... I know you want more too... you can take it for me, you do it all the time."

"O-Okay," you whimper, your walls fluttering helplessly around his cock. "Just one more... as much as I want more... I don't think I can."

His movements became faster, his cock thrusting into the depths of your needy hole as strained moans and whines left your throat. Sasuke was panting in your ear and an occasional deep groan slipped past his lips, the sounds which made your cunt flutter tightly around his length.

Sasuke was filling you up to the hilt, his throbbing pink tip hitting that soft, gummy spot in your cunt that caused you to scream out in fulfilment. "I know, my love," He breathed, causing you to let out a moan and sigh, body shaking with pleasure. "Taking it real good."

Your body tried to arch away from the pleasure, not being able to take the strong rolls of Sasuke's hips, but as you arched your back away, his thrusts only aimed deeper, harder into your G spot.

"Please, I wanna come," you cry out mewling. "So big, you feel so big, Sasuke."

Sasuke hunched over you, pulling you closer to him and connected your mouth in a sloppy, wet kiss, forcing his tongue inside your mouth, grunting into you while he swallowed your moans.

"Making you feel so good, aren't I?" Sasuke groaned his head tilted forward, sweat beading on his forehead as we watched your fall apart and tremble from his dick, broken moans slipping past your plump lips.

"Gonna fill you up," Sasuke groans. "You're taking me so deep, deserve to have my cum."

"'Wanna come, please," you beg, wanting to feel the release, desperate as the tears stream down your flushed cheeks. "Want it so bad."

You clench around his length as he increases his pace, instantly accommodating to the speed but your moans escalate. "Such a good girl," He leaned down and mumbled in my ear chased with a deep moan that stirred my insides clenching around his length..

"Come on," he moans and you spasmed around his length as your high washed over you, your legs shaking as his weight pressed down even more than it was as a deep groan leaves his lips, filling you up once more.

As silence washes over you two and your limbs straighten, falling comfortably into each other, holding each other close, no words needing to be spoken. "You're intense sometimes, Sasuke," you say lightly.

"I can't help it when it comes to you," Sasuke replies, getting up from your figure and sitting on the edge of the bed as you do the same. He feels your head lean on his shoulder and his chest swells. "I love you," he mumbles and a hopeless smile rises onto your face.

"I wouldn't have it any other way," you confess, pulling him down for another tender kiss. "I love you too- Oh my goodness the water!"

Do not copy, steal, modify, etc. Relogs and like are appreciated.

taglist :: @enouche @adlct515 @slutoru1207

[renren-006]

Keep Her Safe | Daryl Dixon x fem reader

Drabble

"aint nothin happenin to her while shes with ya...ya hear me"

Keep Her Safe: Part 2

taglist: @rosecentury

"I'll be fine," you told your overly worried husband. He glanced sideways at the group you were heading out with the scavenge. Sure he knew most of them from living in Alexandria but he didn't trust them yet. Two men and one other woman quickly glanced at Daryl before looking away and returning to seeming like they were busy.

"D, trust me"

"I do. I don't trust them" he said pointing towards the others. You laughed slightly bringing his arm down.

"I'm sure they know how much shit they would be in if I didn't come back" Daryl nodded knowing he was one of the only people in Alexandria who could make people actually run away from him. You laughed slightly at the memories of people scurrying off from talking to you whenever he approached.

"Shell be fine Daryl," Michonne told him, joining the two of you. "I trust them" Daryl grumbled out a response before toeing the ground defeated. "I'll be back in a few hours," you told him. Before you could walk off he straightened up

"Hold on," he told you before walking up to the people you would be going with.

"aint nothin' happenin' to her while she's with ya...ya hear me," he told them. They all nodded enthusiastically, knowing their main mission had switched. They were your protectors out there. Their new second job was finding supplies.

Daryl was everyone's worst nightmare, no one ever got on his bad side. When things came to you, everyone kept their respectful distance and respect. Daryl wanted nothing more than for you to be protected and respected.

[writingwisterias]

need a steamy fic where leon find his gf so gorgeus in a certain dress so he fucked her in it, in other words, that damn dress aint leaving her body all night 😵

Hiiii! I hope you enjoy this! I wanted to do a little drabble with porn/no plot! Just to keep the pallet fresh. Its not proof read so hopefully it's okay.🩷

Warnings: SMUT, MNDI, Dom Leon, Mirror sex, Unprotected sex, Creampie,

Leon Kennedy x AFAB!Fem!Reader

Oh you fucked up. Leon's cock swiped away at your core, gathering the slick mess that began to drip down your pussy. "Did you really think I was going to let you out in this dress?" He grunted in your ear, pressing you against your vanity stool. You should have known not to pick this one dress out, the one that got his attention in the first place. Your anniversary dinner was now going to be ruined all because you thought a little bit of nostalgia didn't hurt anyone.

"Leon...please, I just wanted to look good" you whimpered as he kissed down the side of your neck. Tugging on your hair to lift your body into view. "Oh you do look good...just too good" he whispered.

His trousers weren't even pulled down properly, if you hadn't known the history of the dress you would have assumed he was on some aphrodisiac. All you did was walk out of the closet to show off your attire and now he had you soaking wet and completely under the spell of his cock.

He moved you forward in line with the mirror in the wardrode, sliding his cock between your thighs allowing the softness to caress his hard length. You watched his tip appear glistening with pre-cum that was then smeared along the inside of your thigh when it retreated. You hadn't seen him like this in a while, so needy and desperate for you that he was now making a complete mess of your legs.

He grunted as he sat back on the pink stool, spreading his legs enough for you to slide on his cock between them. You looked at the mirror, your breast cupped perfectly in the blue fabric, your waist snatched before it was met where the rest of the dress was bunched up around your hips. You groaned at the stretch of him once he shealthed himself inside of you. Not waiting to begin his punishing pace as he pulled you onto him.

You tried to lean back, to use his body as support. To hide away in his neck from the view of his cock entering and leaving. The arousal throbbed at your cock, the sight turning you on more than you ever thought he could. You should know by now not to underestimate him. "Nuh uh, look at how pretty you are....you know other men would have looked at you like this"

Leon's hand gripped your chin, forcing your face away from his neck to watch the display. To watch what he was doing to you. "Every man would look at these tits...watch them bounce like this as you walked beside me"

You moaned as he cupped them, the nipple hardening through the fabric reminding you of their presence as his fingers swiped across them. Your arms moved behind you, wrapping around his neck as you enlongated your body, stretching it so he could drive his cock further. "Leon-" you whimpered, your core tighting as he didn't give up his assault.

"we are doing to dinner with my cum spilling down your legs, you'll sit there all night feeling me drip out of you"

You nodded pathetically at his words, whining and pleading for his cum. To feel his warm fill you. Leon groaned as he felt your walls milk him, squeeze his cock so perfectly just as you did Everytime he fucked you. As you orgasmed around his cock it was just what he needed to spill inside of you. You watched his cum spill out around his balls, his trousers soaking up the mess that dribbled. Your thighs were sticky with his pre-cum soon to be joined with the rest of his release as he pulled out of you.

"We'll be late come on" He spoke, slowly lifting you off his cock. He held your hands as you stood, your legs weak from being spread over his lap. Leon helped adjust your dress, pulling the fabric back over your hips where it cupped your ass perfectly.

"We best leave quickly before we don't leave at all"

[splataii]

wc: 1.3k

cw: dom top male character, sub bottom male reader, he/him pronouns, minor dacryphilia, breeding kink, cumming untouched, stomach bulge, minor cum eating, minor degradation, use of the words "boypussy" and "boycunt"

reader is a tease, but has met his match with ryusei shidou. its kinda drabbles, and fics mixed together.

shidou is always ready to match your energy which makes it literally impossible to tease him.

it was after dinner you first tried to mess w him, sliding past him while you grinded against his crotch. but before you could even fully pass him, he was grabbing ur hips and locking you in place while he pressed his hand on the small of your back, bending you over the table to hump against ur ass. he breathed heavy pornographic moans into your ear, driving you crazy till he finally finished in his pants, squeezing ur thigh with a grin before he was off.

you tried again another time by pressing a ghost of a kiss on his lips, pulling back before he could do anything, sly smile on your face. but of course that wasn't nearly enough for someone like him. his strong hand grabbed you by the back of your pretty neck, pulling your lips back onto his, as he shoved his tongue down your throat. you moaned, barely any time to process it all before he angled you right above his knee and pulled you down, making you pathetically rut against him.

this boy stays one upping you whenever he can, so naturally, you figured you had to try somethin different.

no sex, no jerkin off, no nothin for a whole week.

he was understandably confused. but you promised he could do anything he wanted to you if he succeeded, so he agreed to follow all your rules. or at least try to… you definitely wasn't making it any easier for him.

you start wearing really tight clothes at home more often, always asking for his opinion on the new outfits you buy.

and “accidentally” send him videos of you fucking yourself with another one of your toys, his name spilling from your lips.

he brings it up, but you always play dumb, swearing up and down you ain't up to nothing.

the whole thing makes him salty as hell, and he spends most of the week in a bad mood.

you notice him all stomping around the place and ask him what was wrong, batting your pretty eyelashes at him, knowing that you knew damn well what was up.

he just couldn't wait for the week to be up so he could replace that teasing smile with your pretty crying face, choking on his dick.

and the end of the week couldn't come fast enough.

he sees you first thing that friday and doesn't give you no “hi” or nothin. just scooping you up and over his shoulder so he can throw you on the bed.

you turn around on your back, propping yourself up on your elbows, and he’s already on top of you, biting your bottom lip as he lets his tongue slide into your mouth as he rips your shirt off of you.

he groans into your mouth as he ruts his cock against yours, already hard from just the sight of you laid out in bed underneath him. eventually he pulls back, giving you air to breathe as he angles his clothed dick over your dazed face.

“he missed you,” shidou grins as he fiddles with his waistband, his dick springing from the confines of his pants. your eyes widen as you remember just how big he is, drool pooling in your mouth as you take in his intoxicating scent, “why don't you say hi?”

<3

shido is hellbent on breeding your boypussy till youre pregnant, and you aint leaving that room till he’s absolutely sure ur stuffed full a his cum. he spends the least amount of time necessary to prep you before he’s stuffing you full. the stretch was so big, you were begging him to slow down. but your cries spurred him on even more as he bottomed out in you, moaning as your hole desperately clenched down on him.

tears prick his eyes as he cums just from being inside you, the warmth of your walls enough to send him over the edge. he hasn’t felt your tight walls in ages, you don’t know how good you make him feel.

when he finally starts fucking you in earnest, his pace is relentless, barely giving u time to breathe as he angles ur hips up, drawing every single moan and whimper from your pretty lips that he can. he presses his head to your chest as he whines before he's finally emptying balls deep inside of you.

he likes pressing down on the bulge of his cock on your tummy, and grabs your hand to make sure you can feel it too. your eyes roll back as you moan, feeling his huge cock thrust in and out of you. “fuck, can ya feel me in your guts baby?”

he has you bent in every position as he mindlessly fucks you, milking every last drop of cum from your aching cock as you shake from the overstimulation. but your fucked out face as he rips another orgasm from your body is always enough to get him going again.

he has you ride him while he jerks you off till your legs are jelly, and all that can come out of your mouth is shameless babbles and whines as you beg to be filled. he’ll wrap your arms around his shoulders, and grab your hips so he can fuck you on his cock himself, and fill his baby boy up just like you so prettily begged him to.

right when you think he's satisfied, shidou is pushing you onto your knees and making you clean off the cum on his dick w your tongue. he holds u back by the back of your head to tease you, laughing everytime you go cross eyed with your tongue hanging out your mouth trying to catch his cock on your tongue. when you’ve just barely got the head on your lips, he’s shoving himself in your mouth and using your throat like a fleshlight. drool dribbles down your chin as he nears his climax and you grab onto his thighs, silently begging him to cum down your throat. but he always pulls back and finishes all over your face instead, painting it white so he can make an absolute mess a you.

tears prick the corner of your eyes as he spills his cum on your flushed cheeks and not down your throat. he's quick to kiss your tears dry before planting his lips on yours so he can taste his cum off your lips.

<3

you barely have the strength to let out another whimper as shido fucks another load of cum in you, heavy groans in your ear dizzying as he bites your shoulder, leaving another mark.

“what's the matter?” shidou lets out a chuckle, flipping you onto your back and spreading your ass so he can watch the cum ooze out of your abused hole, “this what you wanted right? to be fucked dumb?”

“please..” you groan, breath hitching as he catches his tip on your puffy hole, painting your ass with his cum.

“looks like this little guy hasn't had enough yet, huh?”, he laughs as he watches your boycunt clench around nothing as he pulls your hips into the air, your tear stricken face still buried in the pillows.

despite how fucked out you are, your hips instinctively jerk up for him as he slides himself into you, the wet sound of his cum being pushed deeper inside your stretched hole making you moan.

your limbs feel like they're on fire as he starts rutting into your worn body, using you like a fleshlight. shaking, your hand stretches out, reaching for anything to ground you, but shidou is quick to lean down and pin your wrist to the mattress.

“don't get all shy on me now, pretty boy,” he smiles, spare hand grabbing at your soft thighs and lifting it up to expose ur cock as it slaps against your tummy with every rut of his hips, “we aren't finished having fun,”

[divinit3a]

✸basics

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📝 currently writing. . .

🎭 just keep playing along (ao3 link) || #playing along (sfw, BUT tw: violence, mechanical horror) | SB adjacent ↪ horror!sun & moon ☆ horror!eclipse 🎣 animatronic mermaids (ao3 link) || #catfishing au (sfw) | submechanophobia adjacent ↪ animatronic mer!sun & moon ❄️ robotic "yeti's" || #frostbite au 💘 catch me (if I fall) || #catch me! ↪ collection of dca x assistant drabbles (1/3 ch)

✸ on the backburner

⚙️the mechanics assistant || #assistant au (sfw, BUT tw: robot gore, temp 'character death') | help wanted adjacent 🌦️ newly minted imposter syndrome || #NMIS au 🐈🐈‍⬛ eldritch aliens || #chimera cosmic au 🕹️{ TBD }

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i love horror, looove, and absolute tomfoolery. silly, surreal situations are perhaps my favorite ones to orchestrate. y/n is simply another barbie on the chessboard ^-^ ;; lets play toyce?

focusing on the robotics. waiter give me ten more please

i adore everyone's AU's and renditions of the DCA!! every time i find a new one i am amazed by ppls creativity!! i am eating every single cake deliciously. i hope to draw fanart of the all the au's & fics i love, but i fear there are many. so many.

✸thanks for havin' me!!

[emergency-vehicle]

TF1 OptiRatch headcanons, go!!!!

...oh my god... so i just spent the last two ish hours writing a little drabble that has been stuck inside my brain, only for tumblr to make me take a screenshot of it instead of letting me copy paste the whole thing. anyway, irrelevant. the drabble has allowed me to come up with this list of headcanons!

Ratchet

the first time orion and ratchet meet is immediately after the iacon 5000

ratchet HATES the iacon 5000. he thinks its an utter waste of time and resources.

when they meet, D-16 is still very mad and he kind of lashes out at Ratchet too, but Ratchet is like ??? aint no way this bot is mad at me but in the suspicious way, not the angry way

anyway, the entire situation makes ratchet think theyre conjunxes, its very funny.

still ratchet gets absolutely enraptured by orion

big, blue doe eyes are his weakness, and boy howdy does orion pax possess those.

orion is actually very free with his field and while it kind of startles ratchet at first, he realizes that he really likes the way orion's field feels

orion is still very, very giddy and coming down from the adrenaline rush of the race. he's all smiles and laughs and jokes, which pulls ratchet in even more

the best way to describe him is absolutely enigmatic

without even realizing it, ratchet accidentally spends way more time with orion than he does D-16.

Ratchet has always been...suspicious of cogless bots. He knows that there is something seriously wrong. Not with the bots themselves, but with the fact that they have no cogs.

While the medical records had been wiped clean regarding the fact that all bots are born with cogs (unbeknownst to ratchet), he finds it very curious that bots are born with the place for a cog, but no cog itself.

so, ratchet has begun to do some digging on the side. mostly just making notes of patients regarding their frame types and the curious ailments they come in with

orion is not exempt from this

his hands are much too delicate for mining, far more sensitive and dexterous than sturdy and forged for manual labor.

he has to keep reminding himself that theyre not in his private office, nor is this something that he can look into.

ratchet really, really wants to be the one to repair orion's hands. anything to see this very curious bot one more time

D-16 is not having it.

when ratchet leaves he has to catch his breath. it was so hard for him to be professional when orion's big eyes were staring at him like he held all the knowledge of the universe

ratchet does not consider himself someone who falls easily, nor does he really consider himself romantic at all

even then, he felt this pull towards orion. he chalks it up to curiosity, even though it's obviously deeper than that.

plus its not like it even matters, ratchet wouldve sworn up and down that orion and d-16 were a thing.

Orion Pax

orion is fucking grateful that finally it's not just him and D-16 in the room

dgmw, he loves D-16 with his whole chest, but orion always, always struggled with him when he gets like this. mans is not emotionally intelligent enough to deal with his bestie's BPD (yes this is my personal D-16 headcanon, i will die on this hill)

so when ratchet comes in, he almost instantly relaxes

he thinks ratchet is kind of stuffy at first, like he's obviously uncomfortable and the way he talks is very indicative of that

orion immediately wants to help him loosen up. man cannot deal with two socially inept bots at one time. so he opens his field to him

to his surprise, ratchet reciprocates, but only slightly

orion ALSO likes the way ratchet's field matches with his. instant "i want to be your friend" vibes here

when ratchet pays special attention to his hands, orion is internally screaming the entire time

hes generally not used to gentle touch, and theres something about the way that ratchet is holding his hands that makes his spark flutter

he is desperately spinning code so his aux fans don't kick on. this guy gets flustered so easy. he cannot bear the thought of D-16 making fun of him for almost instantly getting a crush on this doctor

that doesnt stop his processor from failing to form thoughts. he knows ratchet is asking him important questions, but all he can think is "pretty mech touching my hands"

if orion didnt already have his gay awakening, this would've been it

i feel like after ratchet leaves theres a good 15 minutes of silence between him and D-16 where orion is just trying to get his Gay Thoughts(tm) under control

final yapping

in the end, i think its incredibly funny to make orion pax like this far less mature version of optimus. he feels everything x10 and doesn't really know what to do with the feelings, so he just kind of acts like a fool.

meanwhile ratchet is out here like "yeah he's pretty but i have a job to do." that doesn't mean orion doesn't haunt his thoughts after though. he definitely does. the image of his big eyes staring at him won't leave ratchet for a long time.

theyre both gay fools. the tiny crush is mutual. its forgotten about though throughout the events of the movie. orion has much more important things to worry about than a pretty doctor who gently held his hands.

the next time they see each other is after orion became optimus. this was for a standard check up, in which ratchet had to run a full diagnostic of him. ratchet can't help but begin ranting about how he knew something was up with sentinel, with the cogless bots, with that entire fucking situation.

the check up ends with optimus listening to this clearly autistic (positive) mech explain every red string he put together, and how the revolution confirmed all of his missing pieces. (im projecting here because this is my personal brand of autism)

tbh, optimus is impressed. they quickly do become friends, and as the war begins, he realizes that ratchet is a very talented doctor and quickly they earn each others trust. they become good friends, too. optimus likes to listen to ratchet talk about science, talk about new medical breakthroughs. he will often bring ratchet decepticon medical tech he finds out in the field for him to reverse engineer.

optimus absolutely enables ratchet's special interest (medicine) and ratchet absolutely loves optimus for it.

in conclusion, theyre gay neurodivergents your honor.

[mushies-stories]

sad girl

Gaz x F!Reader

drabble

authors notes: Hello, im sad and wrote this to make myself feel better

warnings: drinking, a little.

Kyle watched you from across the bar. He watched as you ordered your first drink with sniffles and watery eyes. Your tears only held back for so long, once the drink was half gone they started pouring. 

It didn't take him long to decide he wanted to fix that. Halfway through your second drink he stood from the table he was sharing with his mates. “Were ya think yer going?” John asks, looking at him with a raised brow. Kyle looked over to where you sat at the bar and the rest looked in the same direction. 

Johnny lets out a booming laugh. “Gunna go save the damsel in distress?” he teases. 

Simon smirks a little and John looks at him with a knowing expression. “Always an empath aint ya?” John says, joining in on the teasing. 

Kyle rolls his eyes and grabs his drink. “Yeah yeah, laugh all ya want but I'll have her smilin by the end of the night.” He says before heading over to you. You don't notice him when he sits down right next to you, preoccupied with sipping through the small straw at your drink. You weren't crying as much as before but your eyes were still watery and your cheeks were still stained with tears and mascara. “What’s gotta lovely girl like yerself cryin in a dingy place like this?” He startles you. 

Big glossy eyes look into his own and you can't hide the look of slight shock on your face. “Me?” your quiet, Kyle was barely even able to hear it. He was cute and his eyes were captivating, you couldn't help but wonder why he came up to you of all people. 

He offers you a small smile, friendly and inviting. “Don't see any other beautiful girl around here do ya? Just a bunch of blokes.” He says with a shrug to the room. 

Your face warms and it takes you a moment to gather your thoughts. You weren't drunk, but the alcohol definitely has given you a good buzz. “Just a… just a really bad day.” you say, voice a little shaky and you cant help the sniffle when you hold back more tears. 

Kyle looked at you with a bit of a sad expression. “Well, we can't have that.” You look at him confused. “I know a place a few blocks over, a cafe, stays open late and has some good late night desserts. Let me treat ya?”

A tear rolls down your cheek. “Why? You don't even know me” You say, not understanding why. 

He reaches a hand out towards your face, making sure you didn't flinch away and swipes the tear with his thumb. He leans in a little closer. “Because something about seeing you cry is telling me to do something about it, makes me want to see you smile.” He says softly.

You blink away a few small tears. “Really?” you ask, still unsure about his offer. 

He nods with a sweet smile. “Really, I'd be more than happy to spend the evening with you, if you'll have me.” he extends his hand towards yours. “I'm Kyle.”

With a small smile you place your hand in his. “Y/N.”

And then you both lived happily ever after :D

[cs-fox]

FOXHOUND | GHOST X FEM!READER PART 5

@lunarmothim yes. yes that is a very good reason for me to write this

ok this one needs a real cw

cw: smut, virgin reader, almost non-con [reader callsign; Fox, y'all know the drill by now 😂)

part 4

also i aint a smut writer, i apologise in advance

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Before you knew it, you were back in Ghost’s - den, you supposed, in the way a wolf makes a nest and from there, stalks it’s prey before dragging back it’s fresh kill and devouring it.

That’s the only thing you could think of as his hands found their way onto your midsection, gently pushing you back onto the thin mattress of his bedroll before his forehead pressed to yours, hot breath clogging up your lungs.

‘Such a pretty little fox - ’

You gasped underneath him, chest heaving, only able to watch as his hands all but tore off the heavy layers protecting you from the freezing cold, chuckling as he saw the damp spot already forming on the pale cotton of your panties - from the feeling of his cheek pressed to your thigh while he carried you over his shoulder to his den.

‘S’ ready for me, huh, luv?’

Barely a sound could escape from your lips as he drew the thin cloth down to join the cargo pants around your ankles.

Then his head was between your thighs, and now, you could safely say you forgot how to breathe.

His tongue slipped expertly between your slick folds, gathering the fluid into his mouth. The pinkish swell of your rosebud didn’t go unnoticed, as his mouth served attention to that too, gently flicking over the sensitive area in a way that made incoherent (and certainly undignified) whines escape your lips.

Ghost just hummed into your pussy, making you whimper from the vibrations against your already needy centre.

His tongue finally dipped inside, and you clenched so tight that he actually laughed.

‘First time or sm’thin’?’

You shuddered, and to his surprise, you nodded.

Feeling him pause for a split-second, you moaned loudly, far too needily for him to just ignore -

And his tongue pressed even deeper without any more hesitation, in fact - he seemed even more eager to make you fall completely apart, which he was certainly succeeding in.

Fuck…

Maybe you’d let him hunt you more often, if it ended like this.

And that was the last thought you had before your vision went white, the feeling of hot, sticky fluid spilling over your thighs and then being lapped up by Ghost's tongue overwhelming you.

'Good girl,' he mumbled thickly, and you watched in awe as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, swallowing the sweet fluids he'd just so carefully extracted from your body.

'Got any more f' me, huh, sweet'eart?'

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when u start to write a drabble but it's taking up far too much of your headspace

IDK IF I WANT TO FINISH IT YET ??? ANYONE WANT AN EPILOGUE OR SOMETHIN...

[ms0milk]

✧ forget-me-nots ✧

trying to pass on some of the appreciation I receive here because it's crazy to break the 4th wall for a second and really internalize how this community is driven by creativity and mutual loving. here's a list in random order of my most dear to me loves + a few nonmutuals whose work i think of often, and the pieces that remind me most of them

when they come for you in the night (thorfinn x reader) | @gardenofnoah

the depth of dive i had to take through your blog to find this is just.. the moment i hit "when you’ve known nothing but cruelty, kindness would surely be terrifying" it was game over. thorfinn came so so to life and this was such a stunnning introduction to your style. youve written so much now and i find myself always totally stunned! but i still always think of this one first. (i give it all to you also spills out of my brain sometimes while im trying to go about the world and was a close contender + this bkg x feral creature little piece of wonderful)

you. that's what happened, you (maki x reader) | @neiptune

you already know, i would be a godless liar if said i didn't think about this weekly; the maki rizz is heretofore unmatched, this piece went above and beyond all req expectations, “hold my hand, they’ll think something’s wrong if you don’t” will be the epitaph on my tombstone. you have the power to make me love all those boys ive never even thought about, and when it was time to write for my actual wife you cracked your knuckles and made sure id never be satisfied by another! (aint that the worst thing you ever heard also reminds me of you sm, eren aot of all people)

unsubtle pro shinsou drabble | @moonbeamwritings

i can feel the heat of shinsou's crush through both our screens it is just perfection!!! what a dweeb. love to send this to myself so its easy to find and reread on the regular

To Shape a Home (bkg x reader) | @kweenkatsuki-fics

not only do the stardew vibes shine through every corner, this fic was carved out with such care it makes the relationship + bkg's growth all the more precious! "yer nothin’ to go nuts over." was an insane introduction and the two of them only got better and better and sweeter and stickier with time (ao3 tagged bc i cant find your beautiful masterlist marquie sosrrrrry)

bittersweet (vash x reader) | @heich0e

i remember exactly where i was when i read this for the first time and I remember how excited I was to find a vash fic after so long loving trigun! i didn't even know the new series had been released yet! this was agonizing, such a soft characterization for both, and the desert was so palpable-- the setting really added so much spice to an already seasoned piece

hanafuda (tanjiro x reader) | @cherryblossomsenpai

way way back in 2022 this was one of the first tanjiro pieces i ever read that really made a romantic argument for him. love his exhaustion, exasperation, fear and relief all wrapped up in one hug "The rest of his lecture is indecipherable," bc he's just crying so hard! total sweetheart, so in character

kirishima drunk girl wrangler | @mechamedusa

dusa🫱🏻‍🫲🏼kirishima ofc your kiri thoughts are unmatched and this one is so quintessential, when i think of him i think of you. he is so wrangler shaped! the perfect boyfriend, your mind is a treasure trove

wedding vows (hashira x reader) | @meowzfordayz

to my very first friend <3 you'd think the piece i associate most with you would be one of giyuus and you write so so impressively much it was hard to decide, but this hashira drabble wrung me by the neck when I first read it, and it still crushes me that your kyojuro isn't a real man i can go outside and hunt for sport. "I have an energy bar in my suit pocket — just in case." a snack for his partner at their own wedding put me down, love your mind always

sleepy rengoku drabble | @vampcubus

my femdom queen! why was it so hard for me to remember which character this was written for? reader's rizz blinded me, thank you for introducing me to dom!reader works bc now every sexy hc i have is filtered through the puppysub filter to make all those big strong boys tastefully more submissive

anything to do with anika~ | @ltadoriyuujl

love your oc, she's such a caring nuclear bomb! loved reading your wonderful chara exploration piece and being able to write for her myself! what a trust fall

the only exception (yuuji x reader) | @touyangel

yuuji is such a boyscout at the end of the world, even in total tragedy he is kind and calm and caring. thinking about "If he wasn’t teaching you how to decapitate something that used to be human, it might have been romantic." this one hurts so so good and very easily convinced me love on him. even with all the choso pieces of yours I adore, this yuuji piece reminds me most of you (this sick choso drabble is a close second!)

menthol (aki x reader) | @cyancherub

the smut hall of fame all time champion on my knees on the floor kicking my feet and smiling, love the characterization in this piece! car guy/childhood friend/overprotective/smoke sess/ so intimate and perfectly filthy. a tried and true classic, this is a blessing

fill my little world right up (aizawa x reader) | @shibaraki

the fic of all time yeah, WHAT a way to be introduced to your writing and what a privilege! this piece is just a beating heart, every action and character introduction felt like a memory, the love was so palpable. reread this one all the time, can't believe it's free, want to bind a copy for my bookshelf

cor unum (sukuna x reader) | @vampyrsm

this was the first writing i ever saw from you and in an effort of solidarity (im finishing a longform fic as well and holy fuck) i've very recently started reading and can already tell how much care you had for this world and its characters. the dedication to setting and history is so cool and rare in reader fics, can't believe you're letting us read all this for free! what a tome, seriously looking forward to it (and this bkg thought abt crowded places! mmm)

i love you more than being seventeen (nanami x reader) | @strawberrystepmom

this fucking guy oh my god, this fic almost put me in the hospital, so so glad you reposted. "hey. I love you." OOhhhHHGoowwAWAWAAAA this is such a timeless character piece-- nanami running away from this word he hates, job he hates, girl he loves, and coming back to it all knowing he'll die and knowing its worth it. i get chills

strawberry stars on my lips (bkg x reader) | @willowser

breaking the rules of speed dating is insanely romantic, probably the most romantic thing someone has ever thought of and this is the piece i think of when i think of your blog. bkg is simultaneously so constipated and so vulnerable i almost feel like i have to cover my eyes for him and it is sugary sweet in the best way. happy hiatus!

[zuyoo]

s-aint. yūta x afab!reader, ﹙외설﹚ drabble

CONTENT WARNING — college setting, mdni! suggestive content, mastermind yūta (real), mentions of onIyf4ns, jerking off, subtle pervy themes.

SYNOPSIS — wherein the classroom’s good boy, okkotsu yūta, finds out the quiet girl’s secret… your secret.

ZUYOO’S NOTES — ohoho dirty, dirty boy (i love him) p.s. click the “s” in s-aint to see the masterlist!!

given how much people ask for his assistance on a daily basis, how come you’ve never asked for his help? it was concerning, unsettling, suspicious even.

it bothered him to the extent that he tried to find any way to help you, and grabbed those chances every time he does.

you emitted an aura that entices him. as in… if you were in a crowd of people, he would immediately notice where you were standing. an aura that captivates him… like, a sense of familiarity?

“good morning, [name].”

“oh, hey! good morning, [name].”

“you’re early today, [name]. good morning.”

he greeted you with delight, every. single. day. asking you questions regarding your morning to lengthen the conversation. he could sense your hesitance at first, but you grew comfortable with it eventually.

he loved feeling a sense of responsibility. the concept of him being the “reliable” one excites him. though, being the only one people usually depend on is tiring. to why he could never be more grateful of his apartment, his safe space to be himself.

he finally gets his peace and quiet, his alone time, where no one can see and disturb him from doing what he wants.

it would be such a sight to see the class’ renowned saint just jerking himself off, on his bed, to a girl on social media… right?

what would he ever do if someone were to catch him moaning out a name of some girl he doesn’t even know and haven’t even seen yet?

he discovered an account called ‘kissnyx’ on a random frustrating monday, who would’ve thought that it would turn into an addiction? certainly not yūta, himself.

after forming a habit of scrolling through “nyx”’s account, he looked forward to getting home as soon as possible and finally being able to let out some frustration. it didn’t take long before the said habit turned into a hyper fixation.

yūta is simply lucky that he still has the right amount of dignity and control to keep up with his image in school.

yūta, as a class representative, is usually the one who arranges papers of the class; test papers, assessments, projects, and such. where he noticed your name. your scores in some subjects were great—the others were… below average? per se.

which is when he suggested to your professor to allow him to tutor you and get your grades up on your weak subjects.

being the saint yūta is, the professor agreed there and then. the professor immediately contacted you regarding the tutoring session.

the professor was about to do everything himself, the schedule and such, but yūta volunteered to handle it and asked for your contact so that he could contact you instead.

“my, my. you’re such an angel, yūta! well, now that that’s settled. you can check my class record for her contact number.”

“thank you, professor.”

he saw this chance to finally be able to help you with something without you asking for his help. and a chance to get closer to another classmate. he has an image to keep up, he needs to feel self satisfaction in what he does before he can actually rest.

not so saintly of him, right?

it kind of looked painfully obvious that he was desperate to help you, as if he liked you. but given that he helps everyone around him, people disregarded his action towards you since it was “the normal” for yūta anyways.

as per the agreement, you two only met for your tutoring sessions on tuesdays and thursdays. it felt awkward during the first few sessions, but it didn’t take long for the both of you to feel comfortable in each other’s presence.

this is also the time when yūta slowly notices the small things, the small habits that you do that is somehow constantly reminding him of the account kissnyx.

as much as he tried to disregard it, it bothered him. your very presence bothered him because it felt… odd? for some reason.

his gut feeling felt that the [name] he was getting to know isn’t really who you are… but that would be impossible, right? you’re too innocent and quiet. he couldn’t imagine you being someone like “nyx”.

like, sure… you have the beauty- and the body… that a guy would love. given how you dress up in school, no one really notices how beautiful you looked. but then again, you and nyx were two completely different people. maybe it was just his delusion.

it was obvious that you were covering your tattoos because it was against the dress code, so perhaps the tattoo you could barely cover with concealer that he saw in between your… defined… collarbones were coincidentally the same like nyx’s.

perhaps you both also coincidentally share the way you cover your faces with your hands when you’re flustered or embarrassed.

maybe it’s just a coincidence that your nails were the same colors as hers that one wednesday.

or that you both have a similar mole near your smooth shoulders.

sure, there were one too many coincidences, but he’s trying his best to not think of your face when his fingers were wrapped around his cock, stroking it as nyx’s moans can be heard in the background.

was it a crush? no… not really… right? but the thought of you possibly being the person behind his one and only favorite alter account…? fuck.

he felt so- dirty. thinking of his innocent, quiet classmate while he fucks his fist in his pitch dark room, filling it with the sound of his groans and slick from the constant pumping.

“shit- need y’… i need [name]-”

his actions stilled, even he was surprised by what he just said. did he just moan out your name?

his cock twitching from the sudden loss of friction but he couldn’t give a fuck less. your name rolled off his tongue so smoothly… too smooth to his liking. he knew that very moment that he wanted you with him… he needed you with him.

masterlist.

—rbs & comments r highly appreciated!!

© zuyoo — do not copy, plagiarize, or translate my work without my permission. i only upload my work in tumblr.

[shotmrmiller]

just a drabble

prompt for this was how terrible reader is to even acknowledge texts that reader's date is doomed but im pretty sure i lost the plot drooling over a crazy fictional man but hey! it is what it issss.

TW: obsessive behavior, controlling, and baby trapping.

Toxic!Simon was possessive over you. He knew who you spoke to — always knew of your whereabouts. So when you told him you wanted to break up two months ago, Simon humored you; After all, he always kept you within arm’s reach.  However, after he saw you getting ready for a ‘date’, it seemed that you were under the impression that this was not temporary. 

And that was unacceptable.

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Simon watches you eat dinner with a guy— having a lively conversation before eventually getting up to leave with your companion in tow. Simon sends a text, pockets his phone, and rises from the bar in the restaurant directly across from the one you'd eaten at— before heading towards his truck.

It’s time he moved you back in with him—  especially now that you’re in a more delicate state.

With the secret cameras he had installed in your flat some time ago, he always kept an eye on you. But last month, Simon had noted the absence of your menses — meaning the seed that had leaked through the tiny punctures he had made in the condoms finally took.

He offhandedly wonders if you’d get upset with him over this, but ultimately it didn’t matter. It was easier to ask for forgiveness than permission, after all.

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You step through the door as your date holds your hand, fingers intertwined. You turn to him and softly say, “I’m going to get some water if you don’t mind. Make yourself at home.”

Agreeing with a nod, he politely asks if he can use your bathroom. You direct him towards the bedroom door and proceed to the kitchen. Setting your belongings on the countertop, you reach into your purse to grab your phone.

As you glance through all the notifications, you recall a time when Simon pointed out your bad habit of never responding to texts, warning you that it could cause problems— 

And then you see it. A text from Simon.

Gripping your phone tightly, a sense of dread consumes you. Your finger taps the screen, and as you read his message, you come to a chilling realization.

Simon saw you at dinner.

A loud bang startles you. As you turn to look, you suspect that the noise may have been from the front door, but no one’s there. You cautiously tread through your flat, calling out for your date— while desperately hoping that the sound you just heard was a figment of your imagination. 

Entering the bedroom, your eyes meet Simon's as he lounges on the bed. Despite the relaxed position of his arms crossed behind his head, his unnerving stare reveals that he is far from calm.

The silence in the room is oppressive, and the rapid beat of your heart in your ears deafening. He moves to stand in front of you and says, “I was more than generous in granting you this break but it ends now.” 

He takes a step forward, standing tall over you, and grabs your chin with his fingers almost cruelly.

“You. are. mine.”

With a quivering breath, you ask Simon what he did to your date (aint your date no more, though) and Simon just shrugs— making you wonder if his body will be found face down in some ditch come morning.

Simon envelops you in a tight embrace, causing you to surrender all control as you lean helplessly into him. He effortlessly manipulates your every move, like a master puppeteer with his marionette.

His arms once shielded you from the outside world; Now they’re confining— his makeshift cage for you. 

a/n: make a mental note to tell Simon that you’ve a doctor appt for the stomach bug that's been plaguing you for a while.

id have all of his babies, like no sweetheart now you're stuck with me.

@luminousbeings-crudematter

@ivymarquis

@neoarchipelago <- gotchu

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

You're big in the community. Do you know any lost boy fanfic writers? I only know one who made journal footnotes, scarification, etc.

Well that depends!! Are you looking for some Lost Boy fics just the movie characters exclusively? Or some X Readers? Cause I'm more than happy to share for both!

Now, I myself am into a lot of X Reader works, so some of my favorites are from my dearest friends @misslavenderlady and @britany1997 !! They make very wonderful X Reader one shots, drabbles that are such treats that never get old- I swear you can go back and re-read em over and over and still get sappy and melt. 🤤🩷🥰

Another few works that I adore are @sunkendreams , @charlizekkelly or @luv4fandoms X Reader one-shots, and @darlingverse Lost Boys X Emerson!Reader series that are FANTASTIC!! And some of em have some really wonderful spice/smut if your looking for that... 👀

But!! If X Readers aren't up your alley, fear not! @berd-alert and @themarginalthinker make some really fantastic TLB fics/one-shots. Angst, fluff, shit thsts just hilarious and sweet, super thought out story and stuff you can just spend hours binge reading. They're working on a current fic series [WHICH OMG YALL AINT READY FOR ITS JAW DROPPING] and they even have an AO3 I totally suggest checking out!! Think even has a VTM fic which is suuuppper good and a very good fic to get hooked on.

@ria-coolgirl also makes a lot of Lost Boy fics/concept ideas that are super clever and fun! She also makes some poly/Lost Boys x Michael works that are just lovely.

Hope I was able to help!! 🩷🩷